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Thighs 3 I love watching a slippery wet cunt being fucked deep and furiously with long fingers. This slut’s hairy cunt was beautiful to observe. With her legs dangling over the end of the bed she was fully exposed. But more so, I love the sounds of the sucking, slurping, and farting of a wet cunt as it is feverishly masturbated. With one hand, she slapped and rubbed already engorged labia and clit. Her thick thighs twitched as if touched by a live wire. She moaned as she twisted and pulled nipples made hard with lust. She was in thrall to the euphoria that pulsed through her ample, trembling body. Hands and fingers glistened with cunt honey, dark-skinned inner thighs were sticky with her juices, and her thick cunt hair was matted with her lube. The fishy smell of man-cum still lingered on her body. My uncut cock stirred at the sight of her beautiful cunt and genital stimulation. I stood and slowly fondled my throbbing meat, enjoying the long strokes that pulled back the foreskin and exposing the glans and deep pink and purple head. Pre-cum oozed from my pee-hole and was quickly used to lubricate the big, mushroom-shaped head. I keened in delight — my cock-head is very sensitive — and moved to stand in the path of the panting ’s gaze. She moaned louder at the sight of my rapidly hardening cock and worked her cunt even harder. “Fuck me, Sir. Fuck your slut’s cunt,” she pleaded. One, two, three, four fingers pushed inside her well-lubed cunt. She writhed as she came. Her back arched off the bed as her body was taken over by an intense orgasm. Her belly rolls rippled like waves in a pond. Unfocused eyes, filled with euphoria and desire, held my cock in her stare as she plunged her hand deep into her cunt with faster and faster thrusts. She desperately wanted… needed to cum. “Fuck! Fuck! Oh fuck!” she cried as a second, more intense climax took her. Her body flushed pink. The deep bruising from the beating of her tits appeared as an even deeper shade of wine-red — a delightful contrast to the flush of her orgasm. Beads of sweat poured from millions of pores. A glistening sheen of perspiration covered her body as it jerked uncontrollably. “No! No!” she gasped. I looked at her questioningly and continued to stroke my now stiff cock. No longer in control — if she ever was, of her actions, she masturbated more. Then I smiled as I watched a trickle of juice bubble from her cunt. Soon it became a torrent of squirt-juices. The dam of her cunt burst. Her squirting soon soaked the bed under her arse, and the blue carpet darkened as squirt-juice splashed on it. I moved to within range of her gushing and enjoyed the feeling of her warm juices soaking my belly, cock, and balls. As the flow continued unabated, I knelt between her thighs and opened my mouth. The vision of me drinking her juices made her orgasm, and gush even more. I savored the taste of her spring — almonds and honey with a hint of aged body sweat trapped in her hairy bush. I pushed her hand from her cunt. She moaned, resisted and slid her hand into her cunt. Another orgasm was building and like a drug addict she wanted it. I slapped her hand away and gave her several slaps on her cunt. She cried at the sharp pain but enjoyed the feeling it produced in her cunt. Her body shuddered as I went down on her cunt. Ignoring the stray hairs in my mouth, I roughly pulled her cunt lips apart and feasted deeply on the pink inner flesh, feeling its different textures on my tongue. I slaked my thirst for her from the copious volume of cunt juices she produced. Fleshy thighs gripped my head wanting me deeper inside. I felt them tremble as I used her cunt. She pulled and squeezed her huge tits. Long hair, soaked with the sweat of multiple orgasms, lay limp on the bed’s comforter. “Please, yes, Sir. Use this ’s cunt,” she whined huskily. “Own my cunt, Sir.” “I already do, .” Her outer lips, swollen and spread wide, opened up to allow her inner petals to push out. She whimpered as I sucked, nibbled and bit on them. Sharp teeth attacked her lips. She winced but wanted more… much more. Before me, her pink clit was fully unhooded. It was the size of a large pearl and, to me, much more beautiful. It begged to be licked and sucked and smacked. I did, and the millions of nerve endings on its smooth surface fired the slut to her next orgasm. Breathing in short pants, and hovering on the edge of exhaustion, she begged time to recover. I ignored her and continued to worship her cunt with my mouth and fingers. Manicured, claret-red fingernails dug deep into her tits using pain as a diversion to the intensity of the feelings throbbing in her cunt. She yelped in surprise when my finger enters her shithole but quickly bore down on it. “Oh my god, yes.” Another finger followed… then a third, fucking, pulling and stretching her hole. She was at the point of another orgasm when I stood up. She cried out, “No!” I slapped her face raising hand-prints on an already flushed pink skin. Then I smacked her tits making them bang against each other before flopping back down to rest on either side of her chest. She sobbed. I smacked her already painfully sensitive clit and cunt hard with my thick cock. “Yes,” she whimpered. Grabbing her heavy legs, I lifted her ankles on my shoulder. She tensed in anticipation, not knowing what hole I was about to use. I wondered which of her fuckholes she wanted to feel my cock in first. My shaft rubbed along her cunt, becoming wet with her juices. She pushed up rubbing her swollen cunt against my thick shaft. The pressure of my cockhead on her protruding shithole gave my intentions away. “Fuck yes, Sir. Ruin your fat fuck slut’s hole.” I wondered briefly if the slut was fully aware of what she was asking. I growled, “,” and acceded to her desire. She screamed so loud I expected to hear a knock on the door or the door to burst open and the hotel staff to be asking what was going on —one look at the slut’s legs spread wide and my arse rocking to and fro would answer that question. But it was a slack time of the day, and we escaped detection. Her body convulsed as I took her hole hard and deep. Long, powerful thrusts of my very thick cock stretched and tore her dark hole. The pathetic resistance of her muscles was overcome with ease as I pushed inside until my balls slapped against her arse. Her hole gripped my cock, perhaps hoping to slow the relentless hard penetration. Her hands pulled and tugged at her hair as she felt my cock ruin her hole. Hard thrusts ignored her pain. I wanted only to satisfy my own primal needs. Her needs were secondary. She was after all fuckmeat. My balls swelled filling with cum. She felt my already thick shaft throb more and become engorged with more blood. It stretched her hole even more. “Yes, yes, fill my hole with your seed, Sir,” she begged. I obliged with several hard thrusts that made her squeal again; I spurted cum deep inside her hole. The volume of liquid lubricated her hole and made fucking her easier and faster. I felt cum overflow her hole and spill over my balls and thighs. “No!” she cried as I pulled my still hard cock from her hole but then she smiled as her belly and tits were splashed with the last few gushes of cum. Her hands rubbed the creamy liquid into her belly and tits. She writhed in pleasure. Soon her fingers were inside her shithole, feeling the thick cum inside. “Thank you, Sir.” I smiled and climbed onto the bed alongside her. Grabbing her long hair, I pulled her up the bed until her head rested on the pillows. She protested at the rough treatment, only to receive a slap on her face. “Sorry, Sir.” As I lay beside my fuckmeat, I played with her nipples. She gasped when my head bent, and I sucked on nipples that had the salty tang of cum and sweat. I could hear the wet sounds as she played with her cunt. Lifting my head from her ample tits, I kissed on her throat feeling the fast beat of her pulse in a throbbing vein before kissing her lips. She moaned at the tenderness and sucked on my tongue. “Your cock is dirty, Sir.” I looked down at my semi-erect cock and nodded. It was streaked with the ’s shit. “Next time you will receive an enema before I fuck your hole.” She nodded, “Yes, Sir,” then paused for a few moments and in a husky voice that held a note of devilment asked, “May I clean your cock, Sir?” I smiled, nodded and lay on my back. The bed moved as she straddled my groin. I felt warm wet sensation. “I hope Sir doesn’t mind me using my pee to wash his wonderful cock.” The smile on my face gave her my answer. Her gushing stream soaked my cock and balls — and the bed. I felt her pee slow down and stop. Without a pause she took my cock in her mouth, licking and sucking until it was perfectly clean — and hard. The scene was so filled with eroticism that she gave the quickest cock-hardening blow-job I had ever experienced. As she lay back on the bed, she whispered, “Please fuck my cunt, Sir. Seems a shame to waste such a beautiful erection.” I laughed, rolled onto her belly and stabbed her sopping wet cunt. As I came in her for the third time, she moaned in my ear, “I’m not on any pill. Make me truly yours. Breed me.” The thought of her belly filled with our baby made my cock even harder. I fucked her deeper as I pumped my seed inside. As we lay back on the pee and cum drenched bed, she said, “Thank you, Sir…thank you, Daddy.” Please check out my blog 1ToUseUHard |
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